Hello, Readers! Anyone watch the new underworld 4 trailer? This story has been inspired by this particular trailer that has been juggling in my mind for a moment that I am now tempted to write it all out. So here is the story down below.
Prologue:
For all her life, she has never experienced life outside of her prison. Her chains tied to the floor, keeping her away from the outside world. Her cage constricting her from experiencing what the warmth from the sun felt like instead of the cold chilling pain of each prodding from scientist after scientist; what the warm and addicting smell of life was like instead of the rusty, luscious smell of blood stacked onto her very skin; what the love and comfort of friends and family was instead of the cold and heartless humans that gave nothing but pain, sadness, and loneliness.
All those experiences were taken away from her the moment she was born into her prison and she has been hating them since she was naught but a child of ten. Years has gone by that times has made it easier and easier to understand as each day the humans give her books, newspapers, objects, and clothing to help her adjust better for experimental purposes as the humans advanced in ways that even she is amazed of.
She respected highly of them and what they are capable of yet her trust in them never changed as what they had taken away from her and caused her was not easily fixed. She is neutral to most humans until they attack first which had given her punishments as she killed man after man before they could lay a hand on her. They believed that they could tame her just because they had made her but they were wrong. Nothing could possibly control her as she was her own person who has become faster, stronger, and smarter as their reason to pass their human history to her memory was the wrong decision.
Now centuries has passed and the moment to strike has come. She sped over to the steel door just as her guards changed shifts. She placed her delicate-like, pale hands on it and pushed with all her might and a grunt. The reaction was instantaneous as the door slammed open as the guards looked her way in shock and fear and the steel door crushed them where they leave nothing but blood splashed against the wall.
She quickly grabs her bags and speeds out of there towards where her freedom lies ahead of her. As security guards come at her way, she ducks as one swings at her and slams her bag hard at his face which throws him to the wall and bashes his head in clean with few stains. Soon nearly all the security guards that came at her were dead and she was able to get into the parking lot below the building.
She quickly sped over to the fastest car there was and picked at the lock with some tools that opened to the drivers seat. She dove in throwing her bags into the passenger seat before getting in herself and hot wired the car. She quickly put the belt around her and her bags just in case things get rough and sped out of their as fast as she could just as she heard the sounds of people's footsteps and low voices.